"It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you" - Benjamin Button, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
Home indeed has not changed. I've come back after almost 2 years but it's just as warm as before. My bed seems to have shrunk though. Or perhaps I have grown a little.
Parents as well are very much the same. Mom is as nostalgic as ever and Dad is as equable as ever.
Mom's food is as flavorful as before if not more. I don't miss all the meat I had grown fond of. Starbucks 'Chai Latte' has nothing on her Chai. I've gone from 1 cup a day to 4 cups a day. Surely she has a secret ingredient that has me hooked. The 'Chole Bhathore' at the local shop are just as greasy and I enjoy them just as much :D
The city too seems very much the same. The weather's way more hospitable than the frigid cold of NY. The roads are a little more dusty than before but I'm told they would get better by October. October is when the city holds the Commonwealth Games.
The malls and markets are just as packed. Just as colorful. The movie ticket prices have surely gone up. Refreshingly so has the level of cinema.
My buddies are as delightful as ever. Though some have now become the lesser half from being the only half :D
Sachin's game is as sublime as ever. He packs a punch just like before :D
Everything seems so much the same. This is my comfort zone. Still only in a single week I'm ready to go back.
Do I miss NY? I guess I do.
Would I miss home as soon as I'm back there? I guess I would.
